Wednesday, January 16, 2002

Prequel: I heard a Ping, but no Pong



It was a great party.  We all had too much to drink, but we weren't going anywhere.  Just a bunch of guys, young and old, hanging out in JB's basement poking fun at one another and playing various games of poker and ping-pong.

I remember my dad falling victim to having his drink topped off every time he turned around, which no doubt explained the shouts of, "My baby's getting married." and "NO NO NO, YOU'RE OUT, YOU'RE OUT!  I HEARD A PING, BUT NO PONG!" during a round-robin tourney.

Good times.

From the push-up contest with my dad to taking a whizz in the basement floor drain, it certainly will be a night to remember.

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